“.........”

The air was dead silent.

Xu Yuan turned his head a little and looked at the woman beside him.

This slightly familiar term, accompanied by Ran Qingmo's quiet gaze as he had seen it for the first time, made his hair stand on end.

He suddenly understood where the pain that had emanated from deep in his bone marrow before he fell unconscious was coming from.

Repulsion.

Absurd, helpless and a hint of abruptness.

[At the beginning of the realm, enter with martial arts, and be reborn with blood can be immortal. Enter with Qi, and the spirit can be condensed to go out of the body and capture the soul]

The world itself can be taken away, but who would have thought that this kind of cross-world crossing could actually give him a whole repulsion.

Except for the howling of the cold wind, the vast snowfield was silent.

Xu Yuan was speechless for a long time, and said softly:

"Repulsion?"

Ran Qingmo looked at Xu Yuan and nodded:

"Hmm."

Xu Yuan narrowed his eyes and chuckled ambiguously:

"Mr. Ran, what do you mean by this?"

Ran Qingmo looked directly into Xu Yuan's eyes and said:

"You, not Xu Changtian."

"........" Xu Yuan.

Her voice was still light, as if she were saying something even more ordinary.

The guess in his heart was said by the other party himself, perhaps because of the chaos brought about by a long coma, and at this moment Xu Yuan found that he was not panicked because his identity was revealed.

Now there were only two paths before him.

Admit or deny.

If he denies it, what reason should he use to fool the other party?

If so, what are the consequences?

Long silence,

Xu Yuan slowly stood up, picked up the water bladder on the side and poured himself a mouthful of Yan Spirit Liquid to warm himself under Ran Qingmo's gaze, raised his eyes to look at the unfathomable mountain peaks above, and then glanced at the endless sea under the mountain by the moonlight.

In the four days that he was in a coma, Ran Qingmo and the big white tiger had actually dragged him to the mountainside of Tianmen Mountain.

With a rough draft in his heart, Xu Yuan looked back at Ran Qingmo and said slowly:

"Am I Xu Changtian, which is very important to you?"

did not deny it, Xu Yuan admitted it very calmly.

All Ran Qingmo needs is a "living" Xu Changtian, a third prince who can be used to blackmail the prime minister, but it doesn't matter how he "lives".

And this point, the other party must have thought of it, otherwise it would be impossible to take him in a coma and come to this Tianmen Mountain according to the original route.

Ran Qingmo thought seriously for a moment and shook his head:

"It's not important, but why don't you know how to practice?"

As she spoke, a trace of ignorance really flashed in her eyes.

Xu Changtian's personality changes before and after his coma are indeed explained clearly, but if the man in front of him is obviously reborn, why is the other party like a baby when it comes to cultivation?

Xu Yuan sat beside Ran Qingmo with a water bladder, his heartbeat was steady, he raised his hand and pointed to his head, and said unhurriedly:

"Because I have a lot of memory loss, a lot of things are fragmentary."

"Including the cave you mentioned?"

"Nature."

"What about Xu Changtian himself?"

"I don't know, maybe the exercises I practice are special, and among these fragmentary memories, there are some of my previous ones, and there are also some accidental remnants of the long days."

"That's... How did you learn about the Sword Sect? ”

“........”

When Xu Yuan heard this, he didn't continue to answer, and shook his head with a smile:

"Mr. Ran, in this matter, didn't we say that we wouldn't explore each other?"

“.........”

Hearing this, a pair of beautiful eyes revealed under the black veil on Ran Qingmo's face flickered for a moment, and finally nodded.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan took advantage of this showdown and continued:

"Although you may not listen, I still want to advise you, it is impossible for that person to shake his decision because of me or Xu Changtian."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ran Qingmo, and Xu Yuan paused word by word:

"If you really want to stop the fall of the Sword Sect, there is a better way, I can help you."

The fall of the Sword Sect is an important plot node in "Cangyuan", and by making good use of Ran Qingmo, Xu Yuan can grab a lot of benefits.

However, the eyes in Ran Qingmo's eyes did not waver in the slightest, and they just looked at him quietly.

Xu Yuan smiled slightly when he saw this, and no longer persuaded:

"My words will always be valid, if you change your mind, you can always come to me."

Ran Qingmo's refusal did not surprise Xu Yuan.

Although he and Ran Qingmo are now grasshoppers on the same rope, the identities of the two determine that it is basically impossible for Ran Qingmo to trust him.

The other party will follow his advice, and most of the caves where they are hiding together are still based on his low strength, and they can't pose a threat to her at all......

Threat?

Wait a minute.

Xu Yuan's thinking suddenly froze.

He found that something was wrong with his logic.

The premise of going to the cave mansion is that his low strength does not pose a threat to Ran Qingmo, but the sudden onset of "rejection" has invalidated this premise.

At the beginning of the realm, enter the country with Qi, and the spirit can be condensed to get out of the body and seize the soul.

People in this realm can be said to be the best in the world.

If Xu Yuan is not mistaken, at this point in time, Ran Qingmo has not reached this realm.

The cave mansion that Xu Yuan said in his mouth that could be used for hiding must have been left in front of him in Ran Qingmo's eyes.

In other words, in Ran Qingmo's eyes, he Xu Yuan has changed from a powerless boy to a mysterious remnant who can pose a threat to her.

Xu Yuan stared at the woman in black who began to close her eyes again in front of her, and many questions came to her mind.

Did she not notice this, or did she notice it but didn't care?

No, it's impossible for Ran Qingmo not to care.

Self-confidence, not arrogance.

The formation prohibition in the cave mansion of a strong man who has reached the beginning of the realm can already pose a threat to the current Ran Qingmo.

In this case, why did Ran Qingmo dare to follow him out of the cave mansion?

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan gradually had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Silence for a moment,

Xu Yuan slowly lowered his head and looked at the water bladder in his hand, or the Yan Ling liquid in the hand water bladder.

The basis of the cooperation between the two is that the people behind the Yan Spirit Python want him to die on the way that Ran Qingmo kidnaps him.

Thoughts arise.

Xu Yuan realized,

Something must have happened during the few days he was unconscious.

And this incident caused Ran Qingmo to have to go to the cave with him.

The moonlight is like a waterfall, and the silence is like water.

"Crunch-"

As his thoughts surged, the sound of stepping on snow came from a distance, Xu Yuan immediately looked back, and his heart was slightly relieved when he saw the person who came.

It's the big white tiger.

However, at this moment, this big white tiger is a whole circle bigger than when we first met four days ago, and it seems that some kind of abnormality has occurred, it should be that I have eaten a lot of demon pills behind Ran Qingmo in the past few days.

The demon pill cannot be taken directly by humans, but it is a great tonic for the demon beast itself.

The big white tiger ran all the way, and the tiger still held a snow wolf more than two meters long in its mouth.

The huge figure ran to Ran Qingmo's side, put down the snow wolf in his mouth, rubbed the hem of the other party's black clothes with his head, glanced at Xu Yuan with disgust, and did not eat the prey, and directly lay down next to Ran Qingmo and began to nap.

All is silence,

In the snow-capped mountains under the moonlight, a woman dressed in black and a behemoth white tiger are harmonious and quiet.

And Xu Yuan's gaze kept falling on the back of the big white tiger.

there

Where he used to sit,

A deep wound came into view.